[Verse One]A metal rock hit his face with a rushThey pistol-whipped him, shot him with his DutchHe lost all his trustSmoking Dutch, choking in his lustLiving out his lies, so one day he stole a pair of nutsTried to go hard, that’s the wrong songHe should’ve just jetted, Moet in his mind up was wrongHe could’ve made it but he waited, hesitatedLaying on a bitch, they caught him right in front of his MomsThey did him extra dirty, stripped him, tied his hands to his ??Them old school niggas left a victimHis blooded waist, broken arm, cut him in his faceI heard the chants, he don’t deserve life, let him lampChoking him, poking him, hitting him with all kinds of knobsLeft him soaking, ?? all in his mouthHe was out, they broke him up, knocked him outThree times then threw him in a slouchThey took his sneakers and his beeperWhere’s Theresa? Snatched the reeferThat bitch is next, catch you on the sequelSwollen eyes, his face was pulverizedTrying to be a hustler, two ounces he want to mobilizeDumb dummy, no team, he barely had moneyFlying around, old ass Jag, buying blow from meSki mask robbing, jean wearing

[Verse 1]Raekwon:We drink Courvoisier exclusiveKill off the snitches, fuck all fly bitchesJump in the coupe, let your chicken yellThrow her head out the moon, go ahead and look mama, see how it feelsI know the feds clustered up flexin’, drivin’, importin’Insurance is killing the gangsta when you work four ?? in officeBeing the luck stud bad bitch in tuxShe know me from the ??? she bought the whatAutomatic stainless good fellaThat ain’t my main bitch, who ride around angry, the same shitCoast through the world like ??? niggas is blessed upYes yes, I’m at my best, boy restPowerful when giving coke outYou know they call me Sugar Ray The Chef, the goat’s outGiving good-boy gifts to the gangstasWith more points than unicornsThey know what’s dough is always doughRiding at maximum speed, give me weed give me cheeseI like cheddar of V-neck leatherDiana gold, two boxes centuries, yeahMention me, you better say that nigga is better, what?It’s why I lighted up with the highlights, the wolf’s outBlack fur, black spur, bitches is purred outYou know I’m flexing and my character strongI could bag your bitch then flow through your lawn

JD Era:I am killing them softly, pillow walk with a face flowThem younguns let it off for them pesosThey used to cut off the hot water and cableNow I’m standing with the garb out to bring amps to the tableWhat your life like? Mine’s is realWe used to have to rob and stealWe cook, ?? whatever for a bit of a mealYeah, they don’t wanna see us with how I’m beginning to feelBut still I stand firm, posted upThey say knowledge is power, I soak it upKush pounds came here we broke it upI said good morning to Ronald, we woke it upWake up, bitch I’m mad, it ain’t a secretMy third eye twitching, the way I peeped itA G’s incense when the weed ledAnd keep the white girls moving like their peach pit

[Verse 1: Raekwon]This the Terrordome, where niggas get tied up, Berretta blownOr whip the vanilla 200X lebanonDoofie gauge, 38s, 300 rebels strongOut in Grenada, chilling snow pebbles on prosperousHugh Heff’s fucking ??Favorite color purple, we would circle the jetsHe talk base, in a I-8 racing clear doors we faceIn life, in trying to get away from these whoresOr rolling uptown in gambling storesStealing clothes in Macy’s, running out with like five, six ValoresThug couple Rugby boys who get fly and break jawsAnd take papes the stakes is yours

[Verse 2: Fred Da Godson]Rae told me victory’s unexpectedThey hating on my chain, misery from a necklaceSee my YouTube and hear me spitting, know I’m recklessFirst nigga ever selling metaphors on Craig’s ListFresh shit, they on it, no matter what the jointYou the Hornets, you lost Chris Paul, what’s your point?I could spit a freestyle and be onThis beat feel like I should rhyme with some Wallabees onI would wrong if I told everybody get your weight upBut back to the real shit, that wave up, phase upIf he owe me dough, I hope that he pay upHand on that trigger when that finger roll he’ll lay upWait up, it’s just homicide humorI could’ve bodied you soonerI just provided the rumorWhatever he rhyming on, I’ll bring it to youI’m a phenomenon, Travolta with the tumor

[Verse 3]Blowing exotic kush, watermelon flavor, no seedsBurn it by the O-Z, imported from O-TExport it from T-O, salute to the OGFlips is high risk, but the moves is low keyYoung hustlers, dreaming about awards and toursThe world is ours, and any store accepting the credit cardBought her: fly boosters, designer shades, and all thatHit it in the back, then fell back in the callbackI’m busy chasing paper on the cash rule majorAll we do is see numbers like an old school pagerDouble your wager, we busy clocking like FlavorTime waits for no man, man don’t be a haterLand of opportunity, keep your mule and forty acresI’d rather forty mill and own a piece of the LakersDancing with devils, and two stepping with saintsWe young, black, and getting it, everything that you ain’t – ever

[Verse 1]? pots, ?? scotch in the GlockToast whoever ?? a nigga’s watchRiched up feeding her French duckUp in Prime One, one son on me, he shoot like he fuck?? Fargo yo Gallardo ???Listening to Marvin and Keith in them ??Gambling spots, I own the leaseQuarter millions only, on top of the grass we got suitesMan, bottles of Rose, the OJs is here with cold playI sit back, perform in the grown wayMy paper is proper, my bitch hella coppedI bought, ?? courtsSo many reasons to eatDon’t wanna kill no more, ayo, I’m two steps away from the ???? ain’t ?? it in yearsI’m hustling a new way, my bookkeeper is standing right hereIce water is the logo, y’all niggas know soFlavor like a ?? bring the ???It’s promo rap nigga, I grow thoughCatch me south ??? lumberjack ?? bunch of snow cones

[Hook]I’ve been watching, I’ve been learningIt seems like I’ve been hustling for yearsNow that I’ve got my earningsI wanna get away from hereCause as the world keeps turningI’mma get mine I swear

[Verse 2]Pull them off the lot, let’s race ‘emI’m here to break the set to the break who can take ‘emThe ambiance, giving no response he gets what he wantsThe scratch that he flaunts, nightmares he hauntsI’m just a smooth killa, nothing to prove niggaYour shit is hard but I’m like, ten times illerI ?? you can see my habitI’m just a businessman besides your chick magnetA grown woman lover, a shorty’s father figureYou keep it all hood, I’m thinking much biggerCause life is sweet you spread your wingsThe land, the kings, we get right and handle things, you hear?Like pieces on the boardAnd my quest for peace is what made me a warlord, dig it?Spit bars exquisiteNo lies, I live itNo telling which island I plan to inhibitLaid up with a bad bitch, choking on a cigar real far??? stout pussy by the seashoreSmoking jacket and more broadsI’m here to get all yoursThe prettiest one you pick, down on all fours

[Hook]

[Verse 3]Hide the body, I got that hammers that hate youExtended clips that’s ungratefulOnly thing I could promise is your exit won’t be gracefulI’m just hoping your necklace is tastefulPut you to sleep, that’s how I wake youNo alarm clock could ever wake youI stay out late at night grinding for my payoutI shot my way in, I shoot my way outThat’s if I have to, see how it play outYou have a better understanding for the day out??? fine tools out there to lay outAK outTaking over blocks, making over spotsAs the uncut raw and baking soda locksLast stop inside this ?? tourSearching for paradise over this dope boy war

[Verse 2: Ceazar-N-Reason]She get him for the ransom, money in the mansionAlways stay coordinated, my shit’s longer waitedCease, I make it bubble up like it’s carbonatedDouble up right on the spot, you know I gotta make it??, I keep it formulatedIt’s still real here, I never feel fearMake moves I wouldn’t sit still in a wheelchairAffirmed young general, street light walker with ??I’m in the hood where they pop on siteRunning through woods, we wolves ?? biteOn reserves under the moon or under the sunEither way, false moves put you under the gunWe ain’t playing yo, ?? fun, we as hard as they comeFresh out the ghetto, we the marvelous onesMove ‘em out, less talk, put the tool in his mouthCombination to the safe, get the jewels and we out

[Verse 3: Raekwon]Nigga all black wardrobe, the gat attack foes?? with the flow, I turn lettuce to doughPlay the hood close, ?? good smokeHoodrats, car jackers, project kids ??Slicker than Crisco, my bite like a pitbullI spot ‘em and pop ‘em, his nickname pimplesCheck what I’m into, melodies that rip youSnub nose, turn these rottweilers into shiatsusY’all like the ??, mine is like a book you must get intoEvery line come like a missileI got issues, all I do is make her whistleLet the goons figure out if your diamonds officialLet you… bullets tear your bone gristle, lung tissueGun in every hole of your body dog, I can’t miss you?, three to your templeAnd y’all was never hot, not even near a sizzle

You are the prince of charmSeduction is your artYou never play my loveYou’re just my king of heartsYou are my king of hearts

If you’re winningYou might as well admit itAnd looking come and get itBoy you can just forget it, forget itIf you’re winningYou might as well admit itAnd looking come and get itBoy you can just forget it, forget it

You are the prince of charmSeduction is your artYou never play my loveYou’re just my king of heartsYou are my king of hearts

it’s 8 am, this hell i’m inseems i’ve crossed a line againfor being nothing more than who i amso break my bones and throw your stoneswe all know that life ain’t fairbut there’s more of us we’re everywhere

we don’t have to take this back against the wallwe don’t have to take this we can end it all

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bullymake another joke while they hang another rope so lonelypush them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear meno one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully

think it through you can’t undowhenever i see black and blue i feel the past, i share the bruisewith everyone who’s come and gonemy head is clear my voice is strong, now i’m right here to right the wrongwe don’t have to take this back against the wallwe don’t have to take this we can end it all

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bullymake another joke while they hang another rope so lonelypush them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear meno one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully

it’s 8 am, the hell i’m inyour voice is strong, now right the wrong

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bullymake another joke while they hang another rope so lonelypush them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear meno one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bullymake another joke while they hang another rope so lonelypush them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear meno one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bullywe don’t have to take this back against the wallwe don’t have to take this we can end it all (x4)

[jason mraz]when i look into your eyesit’s like watching the night skyor a beautiful sunrisewell there’s so much they holdand just like them old starsi see that you’ve come so farto be right where you arehow old is your soul?

i won’t give up on useven if the skies get roughi’m giving you all my lovei’m still looking up

and when you’re needing your spaceto do some navigatingi’ll be here patiently waitingto see what you findcause even the stars they burnsome even fall to the earthwe’ve got a lot to learngod knows we’re worth itno, i won’t give up

i don’t wanna be someone who walks away so easilyi’m here to stay and make the difference that i can makeour differences they do a lot to teach us how to use the tools and giftswe got yeah we got a lot at stakeand in the end, you’re still my friend at least we didn’t tendfor us to work we didn’t break, we didn’t burnwe had to learn, how to bend without the world caving ini had to learn what i got, and what i’m notand who i am

i won’t give up on useven if the skies get roughi’m giving you all my lovei’m still looking upi’m still looking up

i won’t give up on usgod knows i’m tough, he knowswe got a lot to learngod knows we’re worth it

i won’t give up on useven if the skies get roughi’m giving you all my lovei’m still looking up

[Hook]Hey I think I seen a ghostHalf a million dollar car, ain’t even got no noteBitches layin’ on the bed, bitches on the flo’Money to the ceiling, money come and money goI think I seen a ghost, I think I seen a ghostHamiltons and Franklins, they come in every showMoney to the ceiling, how you love you can goGraveyard in my pockets, dead presidents to blowI think I’m seeing ghosts

[Verse 1: Future]Money burning in my hand while I’m still countingWe put drivers in the seats, I’m in the back loungingMy bitch she don’t even speak no English when she come in town andI’m seeing dead people, man I got like four accountantsIt’s all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountainWe put that yayo on the East and full ten countin’ (?)I’m counting dirty money, I don’t need no help to count itIt had blood, it had sweat on it when I found itI’m going higher than a elevator out the countryI do whatever for that paper, it ain’t on my countryI went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantomMan I get rock and roll high, dog I’m off the channelI got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gambleAnd I go crazy with that back, it ain’t nothing I can’t handleI’m in my room with the light off, burning candlesYoungest nigga with the set, repping Atlanta

[Verse 3: Rocko]Boo! That’s the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like CasperOoh! That’s what your boo said when she snuck a peek at me right before we got ghostOn my chopper with a chopper, they call me Ghost RiderI swear my pen dripping, I should be a ghostwriterI see them suckers, I get ghostI don’t fuck with bustersToo busy sitting ghost, you know how that goesGive me more, give me moreYeah I ghost that workWhip it like GoldbergYeah I ghost that wordHeavyweight, Goldberg, I’m a wrassler, hoClothesline that bankroll, I be wrassling ghostsChauffeur find our way back, trunk passengers ghostGot my green from the Bay, ghost ride the whipHey man, Hallelujah in my True Religion denimsYeah, Rocko do the most, pocket hundred full of ghosts

[Hook]Whatever you are, im sorry im goneThem bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not longGot them so tunrt on till they so turnt outCasue im so tunrt up and im burnin that loudI pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wowCatch me at [?] chow up in vegas in townIts a sold out crowd bitches from the front rowUp to the nose bleeds and they all wanna goNo they all wanna go, I make em sayAy, they all they wanna go, ay don’t they treyHey if your girl wanna go tell her sayAnd if that brad wanna go she should sayNow from LA to the bay, I make em sayAnd from New York to MIA, bitches sayFrom Chi Town to the D, bitches screamSan Louis Houston do you wanna go with me

[Verse 1]Hey you can catch me in Atlanta with my pedal to the floorOn that 5,99 guts like a bloody noseAin’t no secret how I kick it nigga everybody knowBout my paper sorry no time for you haters gotta goWhen im on the westcoat in that ghost on that lowOne 5 for a movie, quarter mil for a showGotta pill in a bottle for the road for a hoSweet heart to a lady, still hard on a hoThank god for my lady I know they be on that radio wilingWhile we chilling somewhere on an island, smilingOn a big dot is he really that hotAin’t you too niggga guess notBitches hopin on my dick, ‘fore I hop up out the carWalk away with 5 or 6 as im passing by the barsSee im tuggin on my zipper as I fire up my cigarLets get this straight, you go get naked get it crackin till tomorrow

[Hook]Whatever you are, im sorry im goneThem bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not longGot them so tunrt on till they so turnt outCasue im so tunrt up and im burnin that loudI pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wowCatch me at [?] chow up in vegas in townIts a sold out crowd bitches from the front rowUp to the nose bleeds and they all wanna goNo they all wanna go, I make em sayAy, they all they wanna go, ay don’t they treyHey if your girl wanna go tell her sayAnd if that brad wanna go she should sayNow from LA to the bay, I make em sayAnd from New York to MIA, bitches sayFrom Chi Town to the D, bitches screamSan Louis Houston do you wanna go with me

I tote guns I tote gunsI make number onesI tote guns I tote gunsI make number onesI tote guns I tote gunsI make number ones

knock knock I say who is there and I replycome on man I know who I be .. check my ..I am so full of myself .. with the balls rap in the ones I used to pull up myselfguess that’s why a lady .. pull out my clothes pull of and give her a mouth full of …I am in the zone like 2 3 man I am something they can’t hold like 2 3after .. 2 3 ain’t enough bring your own label you know to chew me like and old bagelI told dad put your spine on a cold table you have been a bird for years mister .. changelI am the truth and you may not like that but the homie next to me they are on …

I tote guns I tote gunsI make number onesI tote guns I tote gunsI make number onesI tote guns I tote gunsI make number one

I am the best I can’t liemy flow is a work out if I can’t lieI don’t even got to try man I squad with hip hop when my ..new york rap I do the dance and all that I am gonna fall back keep my .. pushing…is for my homie rocking on a stew with a stash and a pocket full of …now look at the ….see their name busting cause they see me in the rain …shut gun to death like … I am getting money I am just trying to chillbut I am the seventh …i ain’t feel .

I tote guns I tote gunsI make number onesI tote guns I tote gunsI make number onesI tote guns I tote gunsI make number one

chorusI am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I ain’t perfect but I am loyal nigger no questionheads down hold you down nigger no questionsay your name in every song .. right or wrongI am guilty money change niggers when the fame comesI am guilty you are holding your hoes I don’t want to fuck them.. pussy hot so it was hard to trust them I know I am guilty for the life…best stab it on rack I keep it one step so many niggers screaming more but they ain’t really more.. nigger to the hard I am gonna watch my hands on you

chorusI am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

.. selling this brick a straight drop.. 40 pounds to these niggers I am talking …ain’t been the same since my niggers been gone .. move so much coceI need to work for Coka Cola got so many phonegot to work for Motorola

chorusI am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

love strong make decisions even harder for youin your heart you know this person ain’t no good for youwho am I to hold a .. I have been fucking …if you fuck oneI fuck ten we both plan .. tell me you love me but you .. fall apartevery day we are …try to ignore the past wishing for another futureyou are still mad at me for all the shit I did to you.. you hurt me and I hurt you I guess going on separate waysis the best thing to do I know I am guilty shorty I never said I wasn’twhen I brag about how you cheated you just …

chorusI am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the grayI am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faithI am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judgeI am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I found me missing youyou know I will probably be holding youeven kissing youbut you don’t hear me thoughI can’t let it gothis cannot be happeningmy heart down what’s bubblingthis all experience is getting outta controlI always had control never got too emotionalI like to take time to all the things that I donothing stays the same in time it hangsI guess I am not an exception to that rule

choruscause never before had I to walk in my .. shoescaught up in these emotions feeling confusedo girl I am losing it .. to let it .. I found I am missing youyou know I will probably be holding youeven kissing youbut you don’t hear me thoughI can’t let it gothis cannot be happeningmy heart down what’s bubblingthis all experience is getting outta control

I never was afraid to loveit’s always been something that I am just sure ofand I assume when it all will .. I take it all in styleopen up I made it .. familiar the only thing I see is your faceI found myself trying to get back control of my life

choruscause never before had I to walk in my .. shoescaught up in these emotions feeling confusedo girl I am losing it .. to let it .. I found I am missing youyou know I will probably be holding youeven kissing youbut you don’t hear me thoughI can’t let it gothis cannot be happeningmy heart down what’s bubblingthis all experience is getting outta control

every day every hourevery second every minute is all ..you know I am losing itevery day every single hourevery second every minute is all ….. I found I am missing youyou know I will probably be holding youeven kissing youbut you don’t hear me thoughI can’t let it gothis cannot be happeningmy heart down what’s bubblingthis all experience is getting outta control

choruscause never before had I to walk in my .. shoescaught up in these emotions feeling confusedo girl I am losing it .. to let it .. I found I am missing youyou know I will probably be holding youeven kissing youbut you don’t hear me thoughI can’t let it gothis cannot be happeningmy heart down what’s bubblingthis all experience is getting outta control

[XV - Verse 1]Let me in your life, let me in your homesLet me in your stereos and get me in my zoneA hero on the page is what I wanna be the mostBut if we follow for a follow, tell me who gon lead us bothRoman numeral flow, wallet full of C’sTurn numbers into the alphabet so I can count G’sThe loser who won too like you was counting the 3After the millions cause they doubted the dreamI aint lost a thing in this grind but my mindAnd reality so harsh how could dreaming waste my timeI just ask mine, hypothetical at timesWonderin’ if my rap minds matter after I flat line?So I sign out of Facebook and get some real friendsGot off Twitter with niggas and set some real trendsAnd we gon’ get it man while the World spinsCause everyday they try to say that the World ends

[Hook]Followers followin’, role models modellin’Niggas throwin’ they dollars in and everybody is hollerinIs it the end of the world yet?Is it the end of the World yet?Followers followin’, role models modellin’Niggas throwin’ they dollars in and everybody is hollerinIs it the end of the world yet?Is it the end of the World yet?

[XV - Verse 2]Young and invincible, hated by all the principlesMaybe cause all our principles would seem so fictionalNow we live in a world that’s so digitalHashtags at the minimal, niggas act like it’s biblicalTypical I watch niggas thats at they pinnacleAnd not have one event that felt pivotalWhen I was young I was wylin’ but always had driveThey suspended my license and then I got flyWho gon’ change the World, not IBut I will influence the mind that does tryThats a Pac line, see how it all goesWe could become a leader after you followSo sign out of Facebook and get some real friendsGet off Twitter my nigga and set some real trendsAnd we gon get it while the world spinsCause everyday they try to say that the world endsIs it over yet?

[Hook]

[XV - Verse 3]Ugh, back to Squaria I goIts our future Odd Future you could never knowSaw a nigga on Twitter say Vizzy will never blowI guess there are some shit that I’ll spit that I never get to showOver they heads I goI wrote this on a flight next to this women that was whiteShe asked me what is that you write, I said a rap songShe said: “really, with sentences that long”If you think rap is just drugs and gats then you dead wrongThis is the paper my sons college fund is made onThose college kids at shows in the front row with weight onWe change lives with these lines that they hate onSpit on tracks like simple jack and then kick back like Fei LongI just want write something that make you get life from itIts more than just a facebook, like or dislike buttonSo sign out of that and get some real friendsGet off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends

my mama warned me about boys like youits the reason i wear theese steel toed boots yeahand let me give you a little plece of advicemy papa pack heat and he won’t think twice yeahwell, why do you think they call me jessie james?too musch trouble better stay awaycrab your hat better get gonebut if you stay you’ve been warnedi’m a bullet and i.m headedstraight for you heart (yeah)be careful what you start!i’m a bullet and i.m headedstraight for you heart (yeah)its gonna leave a mark!well, every now and theni make a man break a sweatwatch him work overtime on my wristbands (yeah)cause i’m the kinda girl that you wanna show offi’ll tell’emall your friends with a southern drawl(yeah)well, why do you think they call me jessie james?sweet as a peach,impossible to tamefingers on the trigger and you’ll be to blamecause if you stayi’m a bullet and i.m headedstraight for you heart (yeah)be careful what you start!i’m a bullet and i.m headedstraight for you heart (yeah)its gonna leave a mark!(yeah)i’ll ride where the wind wants to take meleaving lovers in the dust every citycause my heart was like a ghost town babyand now i met a man that brings mei’m a bullet and i.m headedstraight for you heart (yeah)be careful what you start!i’m a bullet and i.m headedstraight for you heart (yeah)its gonna leave a mark!(yeah)

Chorus:I can see it and me get loose in the VIPLet’s get drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherPeople staring, we don’t give a fuckWe’re on that.. what you know about usLet’s get drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk together

Shawty got an ass that can make my dayMake me wanna… while she shake my wayGirl, look good …Wanna do like Usher, make love in the clubMe and my… uhAbout to get… uh…go up in here, and knock it straightThere ain’t nothing that I rather doTake a few shots to Patron with youPulling on the bottom of your skirtGotta make sure your shit stay downRunning all on me, making it…Baby that thing might jump straight out.

Chorus:I can see it and me get loose in the VIPLet’s get drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherPeople staring, we don’t give a fuckWe’re on that.. what you know about usLet’s get drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk together

Taking the shit, you already knowSick of doing… let the champagne flowTale the whole bottle and pull it down your throatGot a few stacks in my pocket I could blow!You’re so drunk, and I’m so drunkTell me who the hell gonna drive us homeAnd I keep feeling on your bodyGet it on the floor we…When I get you home, I’mma put in workBaby that train is gonna get…Gotta get my keys… your purseAnd baby that thing gonna get broke upAnd the best thing about it is I’m with my girlfriend!Yeah, the best thing about is you’re my girlfriend!

Chorus:(x2)I can see it and me get loose in the VIPLet’s get drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherPeople staring, we don’t give a fuckWe’re on that.. what you know about usLet’s get drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk togetherGet drunk together

Don’t do much talking I just check the with the dategot 3 4 bitches in the tube waiting for memy favorite is .. Mona Lisasaid she got a man she can’t stand it he is a .. brobitch I am the man I love bubbling shortyget get your pants all over meget your … careful what you …I know they want thatwhatever is on topi am gonna spend … DJ ..give it to themgive it to themgive it to them..my shit knock on the club .. girls go wildfrom the front to the back .. girls go wildI got to .. girls go wildI got .. rock to my own shit girl go wildshe want me to trick that thing this pussy is for meshe see my watch and all about my pinky ringunderstand I am out here in these street get out of .. take mineI will be .. with that heatgirl my swag is illicit look of all .. friends I blue up a couple …shorty .. I bet she is a freakshe might bring a friend if she want something to eatI know they want that give it to themwhatever is on top give it to themI am gonna spend a little more days at the .. DJ ..give it to themgive it to themgive it to them..my shit knock on the club .. girls go wildfrom the front to the back .. girls go wildI got to .. girls go wildI got .. rock to my own shit girl go wild

.. in the Benzget that bitch skinny you win itget honey the week .. yeah your picture …Miami salty air and I bet your girl ….gonna need my spot …get up in uk .. play heywanna talk about the past everybody ….most days they shut … guess I could put that tizzy floweverything broke fix it yo .. girlfriend knowI sell that … bow wow …that’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are mad

bigger than life CFOfuck you nigger get down or lay downshut up everything except a school play groundtriple OG these hoes know me shine an AK blood just like a trophyI am old school and I snag a bitchgetting money like a mother fucker cracker bitchwhat you know about it take notes niggerwhy MC.. coach nigger stab man stab man ..we are the took of nigger got the gameon lock like football nigger 100that’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are mad

I got the world on my walletswitched it for a violetniggers think they fly let me check you …the P on my head is for .. I could turn her pussy on …I do it for my niggers my mother fucking niggers cause these hoes so thirstylike they got .. I am amazed hoe to set the .. hoe no code on the code that”s code zerotonight I probably fuck another nigger girl ..is cash money nigger get .. on lock right behind the …that’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are madthat’s why you are mad

So I drink tonight to take you… I’m feeling rightCause I’m in the club, be showing loveA lot can be said when I…They really hating cause I’m moving the bestAnd every dude in the club wants to feel my… hey!

Bridge:Cause when I go in (ain’t nobody going harder than)Me and my friends (which is everybody in this club)I left my tag opened…Going in all night long!

Chorus:I’mma do my dance till I can’t anymoreDrive me in the VIP…Cause I’mma hold this club ‘till I walk out the doorEverybody come along with me, this is all night affair!

.. a movement to this beta, every… wanna touchI move my body left to right, got ‘em falling in loveWe got Patron on ice in the VIPAnd every lady in this club wants to be like me!

Bridge:Cause when I go in (ain’t nobody going harder than)Me and my friends (which is everybody in this club)I left my tag opened…Going in all night long!

Chorus:I’mma do my dance till I can’t anymoreDrive me in the VIP…Cause I’mma hold this club ‘till I walk out the doorEverybody come along with me, this is all night affair!I’m going in, uh, uh, I’m going in!

[Verse 1: T.I.]K. I. N. GSolemn and envyRidin’ in the BentlyThey wanna send me, back to the penHope they give me a ten PDoin’ it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), keep it pimpin’Tell them hatin’ ass law, bitch I’m ball so come get meSee Tip go by, in the whip, no lieDidn’t need no wheel cause the shit so flyUp, up and away, so far up at the top I sitMy air so thin need oxygenI’m so fucked up, intoxicantsMy flow still so stupid competentCompetition evidently don’t know what they up againstObviously oblivious, in the city I’m seriousI’m seriously poppin’, I will be the reason why it’s hot in hereMaterial you droppin’ better push that back, that can’t come out this yearI got this here, can’t stop this, got this like I got blocks in hereHit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in hereI’m ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentlemanPay niggas no concern, ain’t no DiGornio, I’m deliverin’Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in myPlan of execution, I’m demandin’ retributionFirst trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisancePeckerwood beefin’ with me, they want my neck in a nooseCause they see a niggas influence, luxurious and affluentThey want the king destroyed, see your majesty ruinedNah, nothin’ doin’ brah, congratulations you a bus’ (?)A really great advantage point, so take your vantage pointWatch, with the flip of a coinThe one they counted out soon become the nigga to joinDon’t listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin’They speak what I know and think it’s over for them (?)Bow back, ya boy got fly highWith ten chicks, got high in sha laNiggas stay talkin’ all that ca caNo mucho deniro, no hablaAbout my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(?)How automatic my chopper, they want some problems, I got ‘em

[Verse 2: Pusha T]I’ll show niggas better than Tell niggasPaint over discussions ’bout Push, I never fail niggasHow I’m back Jack, listen, what the hell niggas?This the new God flow, the Holy Grail niggasCan’t see me, Book of Eli, it’s in Braille niggasI’m on track to be the best, I want Derrelle niggasI bend balls(?) on bitches, I unveil(?) niggaOfficiallyIce, don’t at ‘em, show and tell niggaSay my brother better? Big dealBig brother, so fuck you, he hammer, can’t touch himRide around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene poolWe laugh about it, that’s coolI’m at the top and he better?If you think about it, we ruleMy life is an open bookMy stuntin’ is an open lookThese gold chains, these stone ringsThis cocaine that I overcookedI overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean’d that fish scaleI tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip jail on my tip toesI beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist frozeAnd these ice cubes on my ear lobesLike strobe lights on a fish bowlSupreme ballers, dope dealers, shot callersGOOD Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us

[T.I.]Automatic bullet flowUzi, CalicoLadies man? Yeah, but to that pussy I’m a bully thoBeat it, eat it, let it goRetarded, stupid, silly thoThis city been on life supportI’m gonna get out and kill it thoReally tho, off the chainGetting into heavy thingsStuntin out the furnished dealerBustin out the cabin mayneGod like CharlemagneNever ate a hotter thangEver hit it, ever did it ?I’m way in the front, ?, no athlete? nigga watch my smokeCause I’m gonna get money, to the top I goSay you get dough, nigga ? I knowThe housekeeper get more to come and mop my floor

[Hook]Silly ?

Nigga know my stylo

Pissin on your ego, pissin on your egoShittin on your pride and we pissin on your ego

[B.o.B.]I’m back up on my rap shit, you bastards got it backwardsGot it twisted and exaggeratedStretched out: elasticsYou niggas ain’t on my radar!I bypass niggas, no gastricI pull up front in that monster truckAnd I park that shit JurrassicGot a drunk bitch on my mattressDoing backflips, gymnasticsShe holding on to that monkey barYelling out my name: no ad-libsNiggas get mad at us for what?We live out life at the after-partyDon’t come at me with that ego shitWe piss on that like a port-o-pottyThis beat is retarded so therefore my flow is autisticCome on down to Bobby’s WorldYou ain’t no friend I would visitFlow like I’m on a missionSo there is no competitionIt’s looking like hunting seasonAnd we in the slaughter business

[Hook]

[T.I.]Ball hard: pavementBroads in amazementLarge money talking, I ain’t gotta make a statementMy impatient grind, I’m taking mineI ain’t ? from mineAnybody wanna shine? I suggest you wait in lineI’m chasing dimes and paperBut for these haters I don’t break a strideDefecating on your ride, make you commit suicideDo or die, who am I?Bullet in the Bulls-eye

[Hook]We showin up, it’s going downShe know it’s us, I let her know it nowIt’s 3, 4, 5 in the morningOne thing for sure this time of nightAin’t nothing open but legs, shawtyAin’t nothing open but legs this time of nightAin’t nothing open but legs, shawtyAin’t nothing open but legs this time of night

Ass looking on swollDamn shawty! Long hair pretty toes(know who I am shawty)? nice faceShe say she wanna ride up to my placeAnd she wanna bring a friend if it’s alright

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]Woke up this morning with a bank rollI be gettin’ head like a KangoGot your girl sellin’ pussy to my tangoWhat, she so wet, think I’m gonna need a rain coatOn 285 doing 85!Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilizeCheck the time, I better say mine bitchesNeed a sign on my dick that say “Fine Bitches”And you know I’m throwed like five pitchersAnd you know I’m high like five SwishasJay’s used to say “what up Slim?”Cause they know I’m known to make that work cartwheelHot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block stillEven if it’s winter time, I’m ridin’ in a drop stillYou don’t have an idea of the life that I livePockets so loud, got them bitches doin’ adlibsI’m goin’ in, finna spazz outNigga got a problem, we can air it outThey say bullshit walk, and cash talkSo I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth